Just another story

She was flipping through her old books from the time she started her education. 'So adorable' she thought, as she browsed through some of her old diaries. Her young and childish thoughts were amusing and ridiculous. After enough of making fun of her old self, she packed up the diaries and wanted to put them back into the selves. Then something in the corner caught her eye. It was a black book. What's this? she eyed the book with curiosity and reached out for it. The colour of the black book was fading, there were a lot of marks on the cover, showing that it has been handled countless of times. When did I have this book? It looks so delicate. She wondered as she open the book. 

There were 2 letters in blue. One was cut out in the shape of a dinosaur with well wishes for a illness. It was obviously made from someone who's in love, given to someone who's being loved. The next letter was more delicate, about the feelings one had for the other and how much one can't live without the other. Then on the first page, there was a drawing. It was pretty bad, but through the sketches and details, it seems that the owner spent a lot of effort on the drawing. It depicts a.. whale tail being hooked up from the sea. However, there was no sign of the whale body. The picture was so dark as though it was screaming desperation. The next page was just song lyrics in italic wordings. She flipped through a few pages and found conversations. There were 2 person conversing, just mainly about what they are going to eat and how much they miss each other. Both handwriting was in italic, but one was smaller and neater than the other. The smaller handwriting was always cheering the other up. Owner of the smaller handwriting obviously loves the other write a lot. He/she was always tolerant of whatever the other writer wrote and tried all ways to cheer the other writer up. There were some sex convo going on too. Like how much they desire each other and want to get into each others faces. Then it stopped.

Next few pages was about exams, the one who wrote about it was desperately trying to get better for exams. The author was so agitated yet depressed. Then there were notes on what should be done.

Then there were nothing.

Hey, this doesn't seem to be my book. She thought. Turning the book to the back, she inspected the corners and found a small carving of 2 names. Her name along with another person. 

What?